Even withmy clothes on I could smell the odour of urine that clung to meafter wearing the wet nappy all night.I went downstairs full of caution, wonde...ing if I would becleaning their panties straight away. Nothing was said. The girlswere going out and Marie and Maggie were still asleep after theirlate night. After breakfast I went to the laundry room and Ipacked away the panties and tights that I had washed yesterday.For the next three hours I cleaned and polished the white kneelength. "I love you." I love you too, Eric, but I hate the stink of bullshit." I'm sorry it won't happen again." See to it that it doesn't, but let's watch our daughter give you head," I suggested, before kissing him again and turning to her.She calmly opened her mouth and let his cock in her mouth. I instantly got sight of father/daughter incest, and I loved it."Oh, that's some hot stuff, you fine thing, make your dad feel good now," I muttered, getting close to her. "You're one extra naughty young. He said just enjoy my drink and maybe we'll dance. About that time two men approached our table and asked if I wanted to dance. My husband was the first to reply "go ahead babe enjoy yourself." I was half taken back by his allowing me to dance with another man especially a black man. It was a fast dance though and I felt comfortable being I loved to dance.When we got back to the table there was another drink waiting and my husband said "compliments of our new friends." These men were both black. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his pea-coat and his face was set in an inscrutable expression. If she had had to hazard a guess, French would have said he was angry. ‘Oh.’ Oh? God, how lame, she berated herself silently. Now was not the time to have nothing to say. Marie-Josée beckoned Nicolàs to her side with not-so-subtle motions of her head. Aidan watched the other man’s approach, coolly assessing him. He had never been jealous in his life, but seeing French all cuddled up.